We May Not Climb the Heavenly Steeps
We may not climb the heavenly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down;
In vain we search the lowest deeps
For Him who fills Heaven's throne.
But to the contrite spirit yet
A present help is He;
And faith has yet its Olivet,
And love its Galilee.
The healing of His seamless dress
Is by our beds of pain;
We touch Him in life's throng and press,
And we are whole again.
Through Him the first fond prayers are said,
Our lips of childhood frame;
The last low whispers of our dead
Are burdened with His Name.
O Lord and Saviour of us all,
Whate'er our name or sign,
We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call,
And form our lives by Thine.
We faintly hear, we dimly see,
In differing phrase we pray;
But, dim or clear, we own in Thee
The Life, the Truth, the Way.
poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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Immortal love, forever full
Immortal love, forever full,
Forever flowing free,
Forever shared, forever whole,
A never ebbing sea!
Our outward lips confess the name
All other names above;
Love only knoweth whence it came,
And comprehendeth love.
Blow, winds of God, awake and blow
The mists of earth away:
Shine out, O Light divine, and show
How wide and far we stray.
We may not climb the heavenly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down;
In vain we search the lowest deeps,
For Him no depths can drown.
But warm, sweet, tender, even yet,
A present help is He;
And faith still has its Olivet,
And love its Galilee.
The healing of His seamless dress
Is by our beds of pain;
We touch Him in life’s throng and press,
And we are whole again.
Through Him the first fond prayers are said
Our lips of childhood frame,
The last low whispers of our dead
Are burdened with His Name.
O Lord and Master of us all,
Whate’er our name or sign,
We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call,
We test our lives by Thine.
The letter fails, the systems fall,
And every symbol wanes;
The Spirit over brooding all,
Eternal Love remains.
poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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Our Master
Immortal Love, forever full,
Forever flowing free,
Forever shared, forever whole,
A never-ebbing sea!
Our outward lips confess the name
All other names above;
Love only knoweth whence it came
And comprehendeth love.
Blow, winds of God, awake and blow
The mists of earth away!
Shine out, O Light Divine, and show
How wide and far we stray!
Hush every lip, close every book,
The strife of tongues forbear;
Why forward reach, or backward look,
For love that clasps like air?
We may not climb the heavenly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down
In vain we search the lowest deeps,
For Him no depths can drown.
Nor holy bread, nor blood of grape,
The lineaments restore
Of Him we know in outward shape
And in the flesh no more.
He cometh not a king to reign;
The world's long hope is dim;
The weary centuries watch in vain
The clouds of heaven for Him.
Death comes, life goes; the asking eye
And ear are answerless;
The grave is dumb, the hollow sky
Is sad with silentness.
The letter fails, and systems fall,
And every symbol wanes;
The Spirit over-brooding all
Eternal Love remains.
And not for signs in heaven above
Or earth below they look,
Who know with John His smile of love,
With Peter His rebuke.
In joy of inward peace, or sense
Of sorrow over sin,
He is His own best evidence,
His witness is within.
No fable old, nor mythic lore,
Nor dream of bards and seers,
No dead fact stranded on the shore
Of the oblivious years;--
But warm, sweet, tender, even yet
A present help is He;
And faith has still its Olivet,
And love its Galilee.
The healing of His seamless dress
Is by our beds of pain;
We touch Him in life's throng and press,
And we are whole again.
Through Him the first fond prayers are said
Our lips of childhood frame,
The last low whispers of our dead
Are burdened with His name.
Our Lord and Master of us all!
Whate'er our name or sign,
We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call,
We test our lives by Thine.
Thou judgest us; Thy purity
Doth all our lusts condemn;
The love that draws us nearer Thee
Is hot with wrath to them.
Our thoughts lie open to Thy sight;
And, naked to Thy glance,
Our secret sins are in the light
Of Thy pure countenance.
Thy healing pains, a keen distress
Thy tender light shines in;
Thy sweetness is the bitterness,
Thy grace the pang of sin.
Yet, weak and blinded though we be,
Thou dost our service own;
We bring our varying gifts to Thee,
And Thou rejectest none.
To Thee our full humanity,
Its joys and pains, belong;
The wrong of man to man on Thee
Inflicts a deeper wrong.
Who hates, hates Thee, who loves becomes
Therein to Thee allied;
All sweet accords of hearts and homes
In Thee are multiplied.
Deep strike Thy roots, O heavenly Vine,
Within our earthly sod,
Most human and yet most divine,
The flower of man and God!
O Love! O Life! Our faith and sight
Thy presence maketh one
As through transfigured clouds of white
We trace the noon-day sun.
So, to our mortal eyes subdued,
Flesh-veiled, but not concealed,
We know in Thee the fatherhood
And heart of God revealed.
We faintly hear, we dimly see,
In differing phrase we pray;
But, dim or clear, we own in Thee
The Light, the Truth, the Way!
The homage that we render Thee
Is still our Father's own;
No jealous claim or rivalry
Divides the Cross and Throne.
To do Thy will is more than praise,
As words are less than deeds,
And simple trust can find Thy ways
We miss with chart of creeds.
No pride of self Thy service hath,
No place for me and mine;
Our human strength is weakness, death
Our life, apart from Thine.
Apart from Thee all gain is loss,
All labor vainly done;
The solemn shadow of Thy Cross
Is better than the sun.
Alone, O Love ineffable!
Thy saving name is given;
To turn aside from Thee is hell,
To walk with Thee is heaven!
How vain, secure in all Thou art,
Our noisy championship
The sighing of the contrite heart
Is more than flattering lip.
Not Thine the bigot's partial plea,
Nor Thine the zealot's ban;
Thou well canst spare a love of Thee
Which ends in hate of man.
Our Friend, our Brother, and our Lord,
What may Thy service be?--
Nor name, nor form, nor ritual word,
But simply following Thee.
We bring no ghastly holocaust,
We pile no graven stone;
He serves thee best who loveth most
His brothers and Thy own.
Thy litanies, sweet offices
Of love and gratitude;
Thy sacramental liturgies,
The joy of doing good.
In vain shall waves of incense drift
The vaulted nave around,
In vain the minster turret lift
Its brazen weights of sound.
The heart must ring Thy Christmas bells,
Thy inward altars raise;
Its faith and hope Thy canticles,
And its obedience praise!
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Expected Change
Only God above changes hearts; The One behind as one departs,
From a life that is filled with in sin, when God’s Spirit, lives within,
But, many have only a head belief, and from sin there is no relief,
From their present sinful life, not personally knowing Jesus Christ.
They just struggle day and hour, never sensing The Spirit’s power,
Acknowledging Truth as they hear it, but, not indwelt by The Spirit,
God’s Holy Spirit sent to men, but, only when they are Born Again,
Born of God from Heaven above, by God’s Spirit Christ spoke of.
Many men acknowledge The Lord, but day by day God is ignored,
Living every day, on their own, ignoring Authority of God’s Throne,
God’s Power, that changes a life, who truly comes to Jesus Christ,
God’s Authority to make one whole, as the Spirit indwells that soul.
So professed believers do stumble, as their heart was not humble,
When they professed knowledge of, our Lord God reigning above,
With their present spirit of pride, God’s Holy Spirit wouldn’t reside,
In the heart of the professing soul, so in life they’ll continue to fall.
A Truth that comes with Salvation, is God’s Work of Regeneration,
As God’s Spirit changes everyone, who truly comes to God’s Son,
Change that Scripture makes clear, that in each believer will appear,
But, if change you do not see, you may not know Christ personally.
Olney Hymn 3: Jehovah-Rophi: I Am the Lord That Healeth Thee
Heal us, Emmanuel! here we are,
Waiting to feel Thy touch:
Deep-wounded souls to Thee repair
And, Saviour, we are such.
Our faith is feeble, we confess,
We faintly trust Thy word;
But wilt Thou pity us the less?
Be that far from Thee, Lord!
Remember him who once applied,
With trembling, for relief;
'Lord, I believe,' with tears he cried,
'Oh, help my unbelief!'
She too, who touch'd Thee in the press,
And healing virtue stole,
Was answer'd, 'Daughter, go in peace,
Thy faith hath made thee whole.'
Conceal'd amid the gathering throng,
She would have shunn'd Thy view;
And if her faith was firm and strong,
Had strong misgivings too.
Like her, with hopes and fears we come,
To touch Thee, if we may;
Oh! send us not despairing home,
Send none unheal'd away!
poem by William Cowper
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In Jesus Name
In Jesus Name a mighty love
Was sent upon the Earth,
The Holy Spirit from above
Is meant to prove His worth
For Jesus Christ, God's Holy Son,
Was whipped and crucified
So that a perfect work was done
In which we can take pride.
In Christ we boast the whole day long,
Our Saviour and our Lord,
For in His faith each soul is strong,
Triumphant and assured.
Restored beyond our wildest dreams
And all our precious prayers,
We know life isn't what it seems
And that our Father cares...
Lord Jesus tells us, 'I LOVE YOU! '
That's such a wondrous phrase...
He bids us pray for others, too,
For purity and grace...
God bless our lives! God bless our lands!
God heal us day-by-day!
In Jesus Name we raise our hands
And pray and pray and pray...
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Jehovah-Rophi. I Am the Lord That Healeth Thee
(Exodus, xv.26)
Heal us, Emmanuel! here we are,
Waiting to feel Thy touch:
Deep-wounded souls to Thee repair
And, Saviour, we are such.
Our faith is feeble, we confess,
We faintly trust Thy word;
But wilt Thou pity us the less?
Be that far from Thee, Lord!
Remember him who once applied,
With trembling, for relief;
"Lord, I believe," with tears he cried,
"Oh, help my unbelief!"
She too, who touch'd Thee in the press,
And healing virtue stole,
Was answer'd, "Daughter, go in peace,
Thy faith hath made thee whole."
Conceal'd amid the gathering throng,
She would have shunn'd Thy view;
And if her faith was firm and strong,
Had strong misgivings too.
Like her, with hopes and fears we come,
To touch Thee, if we may;
Oh! send us not despairing home,
Send none unheal'd away!
poem by William Cowper
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I Come To Him
I come to The Lord Jesus Christ; He gives to me a brand new life.
New Life in Christ from up above; the gift of God’s Awesome Love.
I bring to The Lord my life of sin, and He cleanses me deep within.
Cleansed by the Blood of Christ; the cleansing blood for every life.
I come to Him with a contrite heart, and God gives me a new start.
It’s the start of a brand new life, one centered around Jesus Christ.
I pray to God on bended knees, and Christ fills me with His peace.
That peace secured at Calvary, where Jesus died for you and me.
I come to Him with a heart of grief; God gives to me amazing relief.
He lifts the burden from my heart, and sinful ways begin to depart.
I come to Christ with no Hope, and He gives to me power to cope.
A power for this earthly race; supplied by God’s Awesome Grace.
I believe The Word as I hear it, and God gives me The Holy Spirit.
And The Holy Spirit I did receive, the very moment that I believed.
I surrender my life to Christ above, and God fills me with His Love.
Love to help me share The Word, until Truth, all men have heard.
I stand in need of His correction, and He gives me a new direction.
He forgives my past wicked life, and puts me on a path with Christ.
I come to Him out of empty strife, and He gives to me Eternal Life.
This empty world will pass away, but with Christ, I will forever stay.
You can come to Him my friend, and have yourself a better end,
If you would just believe in Christ, He too, will enter into your life.
God will forgive your sinful past, and give you a life that will last,
Life that will last for Eternity, where with Christ you’ll forever be.
Bring Your Requests Before The Lord
Bring your requests before the Lord because He hears our prayers,
Bring your requests in sweet accord because our Father cares.
No other God exists above, no other God below,
No greater father shows his love with blessings to bestow
Consider Christ while on this Earth, He taught us how to pray,
That proves that even we have worth although at times we stray
Does God look down and hate us all? Why, then, would Jesus die?
Lord Jesus died because we fall, yet to the Lord we cry
Our sins confessed, we praise the Lord, our Father still forgives.
God's Spirit tells us, stand assured, because Lord Jesus lives
While He's in Heaven at God's side, our Father knows our needs
Because the Saviour crucified loves us and intercedes.
It doesn't matter what you've done, because Christ died for you.
God sacrificed His only Son, what more could they both do?
Bring your requests before the Lord! Use God's Word when you pray.
No prayer that's heard will be ignored! God's love is yours today
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To the Temple I Repair
To Thy temple I repair;
Lord, I love to worship there
When within the veil I meet
Christ before the mercy seat.
I through Him am reconciled,
I through Him become Thy child.
Abba, Father, give me grace
In Thy courts to seek Thy face.
While Thy glorious praise is sung,
Touch my lips, unloose my tongue,
That my joyful soul may bless
Christ the Lord, my Righteousness.
While the prayers of saints ascend,
God of Love, to mine attend.
Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads;
Hear, for Jesus intercedes.
While I hearken to Thy law,
Fill my soul with humble awe
Till Thy Gospel bring to me
Life and immortality.
While Thy ministers proclaim
Peace and pardon in Thy Name,
Through their voice, by faith, may I
Hear Thee speaking from the sky.
From Thy house when I return,
May my heart within me burn,
And at evening let me say,
“I have walked with God today."
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Lord, Teach Us How to Pray Aright
Lord, teach us how to pray aright,
With reverence and with fear;
Though dust and ashes in Thy sight,
We may, we must draw near.
We perish if we cease from prayer;
O grant us power to pray;
And when to meet Thee we prepare,
Lord, meet us by the way.
God of all grace, we come to Thee
With broken, contrite hearts;
Give what Thine eye delights to see,
Truth in the inward parts.
Faith is the only sacrifice
That can for sin atone;
To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes,
On Christ, on Christ alone.
Patience to watch, and wait, and weep,
Though mercy long delay;
Courage our fainting souls to keep,
And trust Thee though Thou slay.
Give these, and then Thy will be done,
Thus, strengthened with all might,
We, through Thy Spirit and Thy Son,
Shall pray, and pray aright.
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All By Grace
I have been saved by the Grace of God, yes, saved by Christ alone,
God touched me upon this sod, reaching from His Heavenly Throne,
Saving me, with His accepting nod, to adopt me as one of His Own,
As He leads me with staff and rod, from here to my Heavenly home.
God’s Grace fell on me like a flood, coming from His Throne above,
Covering me with own His Blood, that of my Lord, Whom I speak of,
Covering me with peace and love, God’s Grace that fits like a glove,
Through His Spirit like a dove, all by my Lord God’s Awesome Love.
I am now a member of His Family, not only for now, but forevermore,
In God’s Family for all eternity, saved by Him to enter Heaven’s Door,
The very Grace, which saved me, down on me God continues to pour,
While Christ’s Love from Calvary, radiates through my life, even more.
God’s Grace is poured on all men, everywhere upon the present earth,
And when that soul is Born Again, God grants to them a second birth,
Not knowing exactly how or when, but He fills them with joy and mirth,
For at that moment yes it’s then, through Christ we gain Eternal Worth.
Friend, all of this is said and done, through the Power of God’s Grace,
All by God’s Only Begotten Son, Who, directs the very time and place,
And in The Lord Jesus, we are one, when God’s Truth, we do embrace,
And then that time is sure to come, when we will see The Savior’s face.
How Will They Believe?
How many hearts will receive, God’s Eternal Message and believe?
The Word of Truth, as they hear it, when moved by The Holy Spirit.
But before believing they must hear, God’s Truth, which is so near,
The Living Truth, Who lives within, all believers saved from their sin.
How will they hear with no preacher, those without a Godly teacher?
Those willing to share God’s Word, until all on the earth have heard,
The Truth of our Lord’s Salvation, in The Light of God’s Revelation,
Sharing with everybody in our life, the Saving Truth of Jesus Christ.
Who is it that The Lord has sent, to warn all other people to repent?
To turn away from darkened ways, to follow Christ, to God’s praise,
Turning sinners to a different path, to avoid God’s Righteous Wrath,
Turning them form things not right, to walk a new life in God’s Light.
Friend is this not to be all of us, who have believed in Christ Jesus?
Who are sent by God above, to share with others our Savior’s Love,
Through the message of the Cross, with men who are presently lost,
So they can be saved by Grace, when The Truth, they also embrace.
Won’t you this day, make a choice, to be for Jesus Christ, a voice?
Making your Purpose in this life, pointing all others to Jesus Christ,
For beautiful are the feet of those, who The Lord and Savior chose,
To bring others His Good News, when His Will, is what you choose.
(Copyright ©07/2009)
Off The Throne
They go ahead on their own, by taking Christ off the throne,
Off the throne of their heart, as His narrow way they depart,
Giving very little thought, what the choice to all will wrought,
As The Spirit is ignored, since they say they know The Lord.
To know Him, comes a need, to hear His Word and to heed,
To heed means hear and obey, not ignore what He may say.
Not only were we sought, but by God we have been bought,
With the precious blood of Christ, to live for God a new life.
It was Jesus who left His Throne, to seek us to call His own,
Then paying that ultimate price; becoming for us a sacrifice,
To redeem men from all sin, then equip them to live for Him,
By The Spirit He gives to us, when in Christ we put our trust.
Those who stray but believe, cause the Holy Spirit to grieve,
The Spirit who won’t depart, from every true believer’s heart.
A heart that should have care, as the Spirit goes everywhere,
What you do you can’t hide, from The Spirit who lives inside.
Be careful what path you take, grieving Him is a big mistake,
For if too far we should stray, The Lord above without delay,
With the power of His throne, lets us know we’re not our own,
Bringing us back to His side, as God friend, won’t be denied.
Before And After Christ (BC/AD)
I was blind and I could not see
I was dead by the trespasses in me
I was insensitive and devoid of feeling
I was sick and in need of healing
I was deaf and could not hear
I was lost in a world of fear
I was dumb and unable to talk
I was lame and could not walk
I was dim and unable to perceive
I doubted and I could not believe
Lord, I was blind and unable to see
Your loving arms outstretched at Calvary.
Lord, I was dead in trespasses and sin
unaware You had died my love to win.
Lord, I was lame and unable to walk
to enter your presence and hear You talk.
Lord, I was deaf and could not even hear
Your Gospel message ringing out so clear.
Lord, I was callous devoid of feeling
lost in sin and in great need of healing.
Lord, I was dumb and unable to shout
as You walked on by I could not call out.
********
It was while I was in this wretched state
You came for me before it was too late.
Reached out and touched me with healing power
transforming my life that very same hour.
You raised me from the dead by Your grace
opening my eyes to behold Your face.
I leapt with joy and used my lips to sing
of Your great love and wondrous healing.
Now, no more is my soul condemned to death
since You breathed into me life giving breath.
I now have eternal life by rebirth
alive in You I'm no more confined to earth.
Don’t Be Left Not Knowing
You’ll never know until you do, ask The Lord to rescue you,
From a life of sin and shame, when you call upon His name;
You’ll never know God’s Love, until He reaches from above,
To lift you from the angry waves, as another soul He saves.
It’s Jesus Christ and only Him, who can rescue us from sin,
To alter your present destiny, through the Cross of Calvary;
A destiny that ends not here, but, in Heaven’s Atmosphere,
The place that only you can go, if The Lord, you truly know.
If Truth, you’ve never heard, just open up God’s Holy Word,
You’ll see with your own eyes, as Truth from the pages rise,
When you open up your heart, Truth God’s Spirit will impart,
To guide you in Truth you read, as you let God’s Spirit lead.
Truth alone will set you free, open your eyes and you’ll see,
What Truth, you may not know, The Scriptures clearly show,
God’s Truth is a sure foundation, of New Life and Salvation,
New Life provided by Grace, when Christ you truly embrace.
From God’s Truth you will know, as God helps you to grow,
That everything, in this life, is held together by Jesus Christ;
Don’t be left not knowing friend, about a life you can spend,
With The Lord Jesus Christ, in an eternity, know as Paradise.
(Copyright ©04/2010)
Twenty Four Seven
Indeed, twenty four seven is He, my Lord and God of Eternity,
Ever present, He’s always there; only One, Who is everywhere,
Every minute through every hour; during a trial I needn’t cower,
As He, who rules earth and sky, shall remain with me until I die.
On my Lord there’s no restraint, He will neither slumber or faint,
Christ is not limited in His ways, regarding powers He displays,
Moving in all Grace and Power, upon our lives any day or hour,
As God works out His Decree, through the lives of you and me.
God’s not answerable to anyone, up in Heaven or under the sun,
He always was and always will be, the only Lord over all eternity,
God changes the plans of men, not hindered, by where or when,
As He fulfills His Eternal Plan, through the lives of common man.
And it’s through the Spirit of Christ, that God guides my very life,
Teaching and growing me each day, as He guides me all the way;
The Lord’s Holy Spirit, I received, when in Christ Jesus I believed,
So that in God’s Truth I can abide, with God’s Spirit, as my guide.
Now as Christ reigns in Heaven, He is with me, twenty four seven,
Allowing me to serve on the earth, through the power of new birth;
The joy of serving, God will afford, to all who know Christ as Lord,
Long after we leave this earth, as my Lord God I continue to serve.
(Copyright ©12/2010)
Healing Scriptures
There are many healing scriptures
The Holy Bible shares...
When we let God's wisdom teach us,
There's power in our prayers!
If not, then Jesus would've said,
We needn't pray at all,
Yet for this cause, Lord Jesus bled
And in His Name, we call...
Why leave it till we're desperate
When we can ask God now,
When there's no more need to bear it,
Any longer anyhow?
Yes, rich or poor, we can be healed,
Regardless of our wealth...
Let's pray God's love will be revealed
When we're restored to health!
God's miracles have not run out...
His love can never end...
As if to stop each stumbling doubt,
He sent Christ as our friend...
Lord Jesus went to Calvary...
God raised Him from the dead!
God proved through Him, we've been set free,
To live new lives instead...
So pray believing, in His Name,
Thanksgiving in your soul...
When healing comes, no more the same,
As Jesus takes control...
Then testify, proclaim His worth,
Praise God for what He's done!
Such that God's glory fills the Earth
With Good News through His Son...
(August 2011)
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Sonnet: The Holy Cross
O, Let me carry Thine Cross in some way!
Though weary yet, O Let me help Thee, Lord;
O, Let me share the weight of sins, I pray;
And let me show the world, Love’s Cross and word.
Thine Cross is life to sinners world-over;
Thine Cross is Light to ones blinded sans faith;
I want to live God as Thine Cross-lover!
To follow Thee, my Lord, if Thou sayeth.
O how, I wish my soles could tread Thine path;
O how, I wish my shoulders bear Thine weight!
O Let my soul be cleansed by Thine blood-bath!
Usher me Lord, before it could grow late!
O Let me Lord, prevent Thee from one fall!
O answer me Lord, hasten to my call!
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The Resurrection And The Life
I Am, saith Christ our glorious head,
(May we attention give)
The resurrection of the dead,
The life of all that live.
By faith in me, the soul receives
New life, though dead before;
And he that in my name believes,
Shall live, to die no more.
The sinner, sleeping in his grave,
Shall at my voice awake;
And when I once begin to save,
My work I ne'er forsake.
Fulfill thy promise, gracious Lord,
On us assembled here,
Put forth thy Spirit with the word,
And cause the dead to hear.
Preserve the pow'r of faith alive,
In those who love thy name;
For sin and Satan daily strive
To quench the sacred flame.
Thy pow'r and mercy first prevailed
From death to set us free;
And often since our life had failed,
If not renewed by thee.
To thee we look, to thee we bow;
To thee, for help, we call;
Our life and resurrection thou,
Our hope, our joy, our all.
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Committed Disciples
With The Word God speaks to us, when we know The Lord Jesus,
The Word the Spirit also uses, to move upon those God chooses,
Men who don’t know His Son, Christ, who came to save everyone,
Through The Word both can receive, wisdom, as God they believe.
In our prayers we speak to Him, God, who saved man from all sin,
Confession to The Lord we make, as sin, God helps us to forsake,
And to The Lord we lift request, so for Christ, we can live our best,
Other men can even pray to Christ, if they desire in Him, a new life.
By fellowship in Christ with others, we together mature as Brothers,
Sisters and Brothers, in Christ above, as God fills us with His Love,
In that love and encouragement, guided by the Spirit God has sent,
We can help one another grow, and live for God the Truth we know.
To The Lord believers must commit, all their life, to be spiritually fit,
To be used for the Kingdom of God, while we’re on the earthly sod,
We all must live a life of discipline, while in this world filled with sin,
Willing for Jesus to pay the price, and become His Living Sacrifice.
For The Lord, we must choose, as Messengers of His Good News,
Discernment towards all the night, to be for God our Savior’s Light.
Through The Word and by prayer, God’s Good News we can share,
As a fellowship committed to be, His Body, pointing all to Eternity.
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